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My personal highlight reel from the Westminster Dog Show yesterday. ✨ 🐶
The silly faces club
🧡 Pomeranian Fan Cam 🧡
Dinero's Angelic Eyes 👀....vs Jolene's Glorious Wizard Beard
And finally...Our Lord And Savior; Stache.
#westminster#westminster dog show#doggo#dogs#dog show#thanksgiving#thanksgiving dog show#dog show 2023#pomeranian#doberman#victory for king Stache#Jolene's registered name is “Steal My Man” 😭#terrier#cute cute cute#cuuuuuuuuuuute#fluffy#I love dogs#They are all best in show to ME!!!#Maybe one day a corgi will win in my presence....#Let the Maltipoo in cowards(I am very bias)
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Martin Sheen during "Best of Vegas" Awards at Tropicana Hotel (1980)
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*quietly came to you*
Um.. I have something.. And I need your opinion-(small heart magnet)
I WAS JUMPING FOR JOY JUST NOW YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!!
My opinion is that THIS IS A BLESSED HOLY ARTIFACT THAT I ADORE, it's rlly cute omg 🥺
Love the way you painted him, he's so beautiful and handsome. Awesome magnet, I think it's a 10/10, u must treasure and keep him safe and protected >u<
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I got a project sample in and I'm super excited to show them off but I got one for a friend and I'm not seeing them for a few days so I just gotta wait to show them because they follow me and I don't want to ruin the surprise
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ahahaha what a CUTE add-on, friend. ❤️❤️
If you feel up for it, for the writing meme prompt, Clark Kent/Lex Luthor, with the song You And Me by Lifehouse? If it's not your thing I totally get it though and hope you have a great time and fun writing the things that do catch your fancy!
I think we ALL knew that I was gonna do baby Kon for this, lbr. Also ngl, this came out way more cracky than the prompt would suggest it should've but it is absolutely my favorite thing I’ve written for this meme so far, as the necessity for the following cut should help attest, haha.
Unfortunately, Lex takes one look at Cadmus’s progress report on the newly-crafted Experiment Thirteen and realizes he has paternal instincts.
Well, that’s inconvenient. And a little disgusting, honestly. Certainly a disappointment.
He supposes it could be worse. He could be Lionel about this.
Anyway, that’s how he has a physiological four year-old on his lap when he hears the news about Superman coming back to life and fistfighting an evil cyborg with his own face about it, because of course the man didn’t have the decency to just stay dead. Why would he, after all?
Lex needs a drink. That would be a bad example for the physiological four year-old, though.
Then again, Experiment Thirteen should be completely immune to the effects of Earth-based alcohol in about another four to six months of consistent yellow sun exposure, so . . .
Lex is halfway through his second brandy when Superman shows up on his balcony at super-speed wearing a very pretentiously dramatic black suit and looking both winded and bewildered. And still alive, unfortunately.
“Don’t you have a murderous cyborg to be ensuring is in custody?” Lex asks dryly, deciding to just not acknowledge the presence of the physiological four year-old who’s moved on to messily but methodically coloring on the floor underneath his desk. Lex didn’t actually give Experiment Thirteen either a coloring book or crayons, mind, but he appreciates the clone’s resourcefulness in breaking into the office supplies. Anyway, it’s useful for developing its hand-eye coordination and fine motor control.
Superman’s pupils are pin-pricks, barely even there at all. Which is an unusual reaction from him, and Lex notes that fact reflexively but doesn’t particularly care about it. Meant-to-be-dead people do unusual things, especially the alien ones. And it isn’t as if–
“Baby,” Superman blurts, his eyes wide.
Lex . . . pauses. Takes a slow sip of his brandy.
Alright then.
“Yes, I’ve noticed,” he settles on eventually, raising an eyebrow at him. Experiment Thirteen peers out from under the desk, immediately decides Superman isn’t an interesting presence, and then goes back to coloring all over Lex’s floor. It seems to be drawing either a puppy or a chain of complex genetic sequencing, but judging by the kinds of things it’s been drawing so far, it’s fifty-fifty. Lex has been getting the impression the clone actually likes art, which is a baffling interest to find in his own progeny, but how does that quote go . . . “I am a warrior, so that my son may be a merchant, so that his son may be a poet”?
Or something like that, anyway.
“No, I–baby,” Superman stresses, looking bewildered as he floats down a little closer to the open balcony door.
“. . . yes, I’ve noticed,” Lex repeats, raising his eyebrow again and taking another sip of brandy. Superman looks frazzled, bobbing up a little higher in the air again to get a better view of Experiment Thirteen under the desk. Experiment Thirteen keeps ignoring him in favor of its coloring, displaying no apparent interest in the most powerful uninvited guest in the history of illegal immigration. Lex experiences a moment of overwhelming paternal pride, which is such a bizarre and unanticipated experience that he doesn’t even know what to do with it.
“Where’d he come from?” Superman asks with a wondering expression. Ugh.
“A cloning lab,” Lex replies dismissively, setting his near-empty glass down on the desk. It’s hardly worth lying about Experiment Thirteen’s origins at this point. He didn’t want to murder everyone in Cadmus to keep the secret. He might need them if there’s an issue with Experiment Thirteen’s genetics later, after all. “We mixed it up a couple weeks ago while you were off wasting everyone’s time being dead."
“You had my baby?” Superman says, tilting in the air and still staring at Experiment Thirteen, as if he's somehow forgotten both how much kryptonite Lex owns and how much kryptonite he keeps specifically in this office. “While I was dead. You had my baby while I was dead.”
. . . alright then, Lex thinks again, both eyebrows raising this time.
“I really wouldn’t put it that way, personally,” he says. “Also, I don’t recall saying it was in any way yours.”
“Baby,” Superman repeats inanely, then lands on the floor and ducks down into a crouch to peer under the desk better, his pupils still reduced to barely-there pinpricks. Lex is so mystified he doesn't even activate the security system or the weaponized red sun lamps. Experiment Thirteen frowns at Superman–Lex, again, basks in unanticipated paternal pride–and then turns its back on him and hides all its drawings from him as seriously and carefully as if they were under NDA.
It's almost adorable, frankly.
Not that Lex finds things adorable, of course.
“His heartbeat's so cute,” Superman says, looking absolutely fascinated. Which is surprisingly useful of him to mention, actually, since Lex had previously been vaguely concerned that Experiment Thirteen's odd thrumming heartbeat might be a sign of a heart defect, but apparently it’s just a Kryptonian thing. A . . . “cute” Kryptonian thing, according to Superman.
Lex is increasingly mystified by this interaction.
“Can’t say I’ve spent much time listening to it, personally,” he lies, because he has in fact obsessed over that heartbeat’s health and stability since first finding out about its unusualness and has done a truly aggravating amount of research into heart murmurs and conditions and the like. But that’s hardly Superman’s business, now is it.
“. . . what’s his name?” Superman asks hesitantly. Lex is possibly having an out of body experience.
“Experiment Thirteen,” he says. Superman immediately looks offended.
“We need to give him a name, Lex,” he says. Lex, again, has an out of body experience.
“‘We’?” he repeats incredulously. “I made it, I get to decide what it’s called.”
“He’s got my DNA!” Superman protests, looking indignant. Lex has absolutely no idea how to process that expression.
“It has both our DNA, in fact, yours was too irritating to stabilize alone,” Lex informs him dubiously. More accurately it was literally impossible to stabilize alone, but he’s not mentioning that to Superman. “So it has my DNA, and I made it. And also put eight point two billion dollars into its production, as a lowball estimate. Therefore I’m the one who decides what its name is, thank you very much.”
“Lex,” Superman says disapprovingly. “You can’t call a baby Experiment Thirteen.”
“It’s physiologically developed enough to complain if it doesn’t like it,” Lex retorts, narrowing his eyes at him. Superman frowns at him. Lex has never had a more ridiculous conversation with the man, including all the times Superman’s tried to appeal to his nonexistent “better nature”. “Well it is.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Superman says, then ducks back down and peers at Experiment Thirteen again, gentling his voice to address it while Lex is still incredulously mouthing “ridiculous”? to himself. “Would you like a real name, kiddo?”
Experiment Thirteen sticks its tongue out at him.
Lex is finding parenthood to be a very rewarding experience, actually.
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NO WAY I HAVE A THOUGHT HOLD ONN
I just saw this TikTok of this girl that has a bf w a lot of tattoos and she gets this colourful eyeshadow pallet from her makeup bag to COLOUR IN THE TATTOO if u get what I mean like the tattoo could be like a butterfly or a dragon AND SHE COLOURS IT IN WITH HER COLOURFUL EYESHADOW PALETTE and omg I IMMEDIATELY thought of SUKUNA it’s be such a cute interaction 🥹🥹
-Anon🥢
GOD THIS IS SO CUTE-
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Sukuna naps. More than he should.
He can fall asleep anywhere and everywhere, for long stretches of time that you should be concerned with, had he not been doing it since the beginning of your relationship.
Your first date was not worth paying for a movie, candy and popcorn, when he merely slept the whole time. You could’ve done it for free at home.
Regardless, here you were, repeating history as he snores loudly next to you, his arms crossed as he sleeps soundly, lips parted to let out small little huffs. You sigh and grab your phone to scroll, no longer interested in the movie without having someone to talk to about it.
The first thing to pop up, has you smirking, with a girl shading in her boyfriends tattoos with eyeshadow. Granted, sukuna doesn’t have shapes of tattoos, but he has plenty of tan skin to cover.
You squeal and run to grab your palette and a brush, suddenly more excited than you realized to color in your boyfriend.
You start with a gentle touch on the circle of his shoulder, dipping into a peach that looks enough like his skin tone if he were to wake up.
When he doesn’t, that’s you’re cue to keep going. It doesn’t take long before he’s absolutely covered in pigment.
The small bit of skin between the tattoos on his chest are quick to be colored in, your brush gently dusting over his skin to apply the color. His face twitches but ultimately, he stays asleep. You deem him out of it enough to straddle his lap, allowing you more access to his tattoos and tanned skin, nearly laughing as he stays asleep, arms laid limp at his sides.
Bright pink blends into bright purple in the gaps of his tattoos, and in the gap of skin below the ink, mint green turns to light blue. You smile and clean your brush with another swirl on a paper towel, dipping into a lilac color and swirling it on the slender bit of skin on his bicep above the skin not needled with ink.
Your brush trails a tad too close to under his arm, and he scrunches his face and shakes you off. You pause, holding your breath, but you’re out of luck as he screws his eyes tight and grunts in exhaustion.
“Whyre you tickling me?” He grumbles, stretching awake and smacking his lips together. “I’ll kill you. We’ve been over this.”
“I’m not,” you hum, pressing a kiss to his cheek and brushing a lock of hair off of his forehead. “How was your nap?”
“S’good.” He rubs his eyes with the heels of his palms, and when he blinks his eyes open to look at you, his brows furrow at the colorful eyeshadow palette on your lap, “you doing some makeup shit?”
You sink your teeth into your lip, “uhm… kind of?”
“The fuck you mean kind of? It’s a yes or no-“ red eyes fall to his arm, face flat as he eyes the colors splashed over his body, some blended in together, others just solid colors filled onto his skin. You laugh nervously as he continues to look down at his torso. “So, you want me to beat the shit out of you?”
“No,” you giggle. “I wanted to make you prettier.”
“I’m already pretty enough, don’t use my body like a damn coloring book, you freak.” He stretches his arms out, brows furrowing as he sees the full extent of your coloring, “fucking- how mUCH EYESHADOW DID YOU USE?”
“Not a lot!” You defend. “It’s a pigmented palette.”
He glares at you, “and you’ve got the nerve to ask me to buy your fuckin’ makeup when this is the shit you pull!”
“You’re the one who fell asleep in the middle of the movie!” You whine, shoving his chest gently. “I needed to entertain myself somehow!”
He catches your shoving hand into his big one, and you gulp nervously, “I’m old. I sleep a lot. This ain’t news.”
The fact he hasn’t yelled at you tells you everything you need to know, and you grab your brush again to continue. “Hey! I’m scolding you, dickhead!”
“Im listening,” you assure, popping the brush into the yellow and moving to the other tattooed circle on his shoulder. “Youre old, I know, you like sleeping, I know-“
“That was not an invitation for you to keep coloring!” He hissed.
You look back up at him though your lashes, pouting subtly, “aw, jeez- fuck you, you know that?” He snarls, and when you blink at him, he rolls his eyes and sits up to be nose-to-nose with you. “Stay out of my armpits. Do not color my face. And so help me, if you take any pictures-“ when your pout deepens, his lip curled into a snarl, “fuck you. ONE. picture.”
“You’re the best!” You mewl, peppering his face with tiny kisses. “The best boyfriend anyone could ask for-“
“Shut up and keep coloring before I change my fucking mind.”
#SAUR CUUUUUUUUUUUTE#sukuna#sukuna fluff#sukuna x reader#sukuna x gn!reader#sukuna x reader fluff#sukuna imagine#sukuna jjk#sukuna ryomen#sukuna ryomen fluff#sukuna ryomen x reader#sukuna ryomen x reader fluff#sukuna ryomen x gn!reader#sukuna ryomen imagine#sukuna ryomen jjk#jjk#jjk fluff#jjk imagine#jjk x reader#jjk x reader fluff#jjk x gender neutral reader#jjk x gn!reader#jjk x you#jjk x y/n#jjk x yn
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i can't forget luke's little sprint
#ARAAGSTATAGARAFAAAAAAARAAAAA#RAAAAAGWWHAGWGAAAAAWE#star wars#dad vader#luke skywalker#THEY ARE SO CUUUUUUUUUUUTE#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#ok im ok now#lego
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yay yipee wahoo! ( + more under the cut) 🫧
earlier doodle of them being cute
wip screenshots of the above adler YAEY!!!!!!!!!!!
#signalis falke#signalis adler#theres a speedpaint for the dirst image thats gonna go up after this one so yay!#i love how i drew adler in dis one tbh ….. he looks like a kitty i think :S#*:D#i also really liked what i did w the background!!!!!!!!! i think its cuuuuuuuuuuute hehe#myth.art
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i got tagged by @bunnakit and @musicallad thank you my dears
here is my tree, go crazy go cool peeps
leave some memes under my tree
i'm gonna tag:
@slayerkitty @petrichoraline @heretherebedork @italianpersonwithashippersheart @pharawee @kayatoasted @blmpff @theelast-straw @lukaherehelp @callipigio
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DYNASTY AHRI U ARE THE LOML .
#𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 ⠀⠀(⠀ⅰ.⠀)⠀⠀𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑:⠀⠀ಇ⠀⠀oh-kae!#SHE'S SO CUUUUUUUUUUUTE#AAAAAAH THE PRETTIEST OF FOXES#also don't mind me stealing the design on the tip of her tail#for my riri's regular canon now ♥
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hitting you hitting you hitting you <3
u sure are!
#asks#rottel#im not upset i just woke up like well he's ben busy i see#THAT ART IS SO CUUUUUUUUUUUTE WTF i love it
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Maybe I just think that me and my brother were very cute babies, but no baby video on TikTok filmed with an iPhone 14 will ever hit as hard as booting up the computer and playing the dvd’s, that were adapted from video tapes
A baby smiling in HD is not the same thing as a baby smiling in three pixels, even if I have to brave viewing my estranged father for it
#also my brother was so cuuuuuuuuuuute#me too but my brother was ROUND#whenever I tell him this he says ‘I’m still cute’#he’s wrong#he’s 1.85 and he looks like an uncooked spaghetti noodle
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*gives a little kissy*
THE SEER FLINCHES WITH SURPRISE. The little start at the sudden affection was not because it was unwanted. No, his presence and ministrations given to her were never unwanted. But it was so sudden that she hadn't had time to prepare. Nevertheless, she smiles, a laugh slipping easily past her lips before she leans against him, arms wrapping around his neck while hands carded through the shortened tresses of his red-gold hair.
❝ Hey stranger... ❞ was the soft croon before the delivery of her own answering kiss. ❝ I missed you. ❞ More than words could ever describe. ❝ M'thinkin' maybe you and me should get outta here before someone decides to tag along. Sound good? ❞
#ask tag#shinebrightlikealion#█ ▌ ╰ ☾ ╮ ┆ THE LOVERS. 「verse: partnership.」#Cuuuuuuuuuuute!!!#ahh so soft#god i love them so much
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i wanna sit on the bathroom sink counter in the morning and watch Louis shave and put on aftershave and i can hold his gel while he does his hair and help him pick out what cologne to wear and
#guess who's celebrating halloween by watching ghostbusters 🤪#hes SOOOOO CUUUUUUUUUUUTE UHGDSHUHSGFH#i want him to invite ME in for a mineral water 😔😔 (why does that sound like an innuendo LMAO)#the way his hair looks in the scene where he's running from vinz is so pretty it gets all fluffy and AHHHH#WHYYY dont they let him ride in the car with everyone else at the end of the first movie it always makes me so sad 😭😭#also every time i watch ghostbuesters im just like damn#if i looked like dana i would be UNSTOPPABLE i would have every last ounce of confidence in the world sdkjfisdlkfs#same as when i watch alien. SW is just too gorgeous#ALSO also its so funny that with every viewing of GB i like peter more and more#when i was a teen i remember being annoyed by him 😅#but as ive grown up his brand of silliness has grown on me so much and i feel like hes sweet in his own special ways lol#maybe ive become more sardonic with age so we can be cynical sarcastic besties now pfff#caitiechat#louistag
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I was thinking a full-width gif would've captured the top-down perspective better, but at this crop i would have to severely limit the frames used to keep it under file size limit, which I prefer to avoid since I wanted to capture the character's face journeys.
#Ewan McGregor#arkygifs#idk if i should tag this#at least for the ewan enthusiasts so i can share him doing this cuuuuuuuuuuute cartoon *blink blink*#i love it when live action actors try to move like cartoons it can be so endearing#documentation#arkytext
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If you had told me six years ago when I started this blog that one day I would be sitting in Assumpta's house archiving her works, scanning film negatives of her Sharpe photos, and getting good morning and good night kisses from her, and just sitting at the table talking until 3am, I would never have believed you sdfgsdfgsdfg
#;ooc#;kiran goes to spain 2: electric boogaloo)#(apparently whenever her husband asks if she's slept well she replies “i slept safely” THATS SO CUUUUUUUUUUUTE)#(the sheets and duvet they gave me to use she actually brought with her to Crimea during filming)#(AND I GOT TO SEE HER TERESA WIG IN PERSON FINALLYYYYY)
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